Stay With Me

Stay With Me: Part 13

Zayn’s POV

(y/n) looked at me and smiled as she started to pick up her bags, ready to get to the car and put them in. A thought suddenly popped in my mind so I thought I would ask.

“(y/n)? How far along are you?” I asked after I realised I didn’t know how long she had been pregnant for.

“hmm” she said, working out how long it’s been now, “about 12 weeks...” she replied with a slight smile.

“12 WEEKS?? Wow that went fast!” I said shocked. I worked out that 12 weeks was the same as 3 months, 1/3 of a way through the pregnancy.

“haha yeah, I guess so. But I was 5 weeks pregnant when I took the test, and then you left me and then 6 weeks later I collapsed and now after a week on being in hospital, it’s been 12 weeks!”

“wow!” I knelt down and placed my hands on (y/n)’s belly and sang, “baby you light up my world like nobody else, the way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed...”

“hair?” (y/n) asked chuckling.

“I was only singing a song! It didn’t have to be true. And anyway it might be a boy...” I said.

(y/n) looked to the side as if she knew something that I didn’t.

“(y/n)? Are you ok?” I asked wondering what was on her mind.

“I know the gender...do you want to know?” she asked me.

“really? Umm sure.” I replied, curious.

“its a girl...” she said.

“A GIRL? OH MY GOD! I’M GUNNA HAVE A BABY DAUGHTER! OH MY GOD YAYY!!!” I shouted. Over the moon that I would have my own little baby daughter.

(y/n) laughed as I took hold of her waist and lifted her up spinning her around with the biggest smile on my lips.

6 months later

Your POV

I was sat on the sofa with all the boys on other sofas and chairs. My baby bump was huge right now because I was past my due date, so for the past few days I have been waiting for the most terrifying and painful time I will experience in my life... labour.

I had my head rested on Zayns lap and I looked up at him, watching him and admiring every tiny detail of his face. From the slight stubble where he hadn’t shaved this morning, the long curly lashes that I have always been insanely jealous of and the slightly quiffed hair that he hadn’t washed or combed since yesterday when they had gone to a red carpet event. He looked down and smirked at you.

“why are you staring at me?” he asked.

“Haha you’re just so beautiful I couldn’t help myself, I had to stare.” I replied flirtatiously.

I looked around at harry and Louis, who were sat opposite Zayn and I. Louis rested his legs on Harry’s lap and Harry playfully glared at him and then they both started laughing. They had always been extremely close, as all the fans knew, but unfortunately they ruined it by taking it too far. However, they were always as close as they used to be when they were away from the fans.

I then stared at Niall and Liam who were playing ‘slapsies’  where they slapped each other’s hands trying to dodge the slaps each time. I noticed Niall slapped Liam’s face instead and Liam playfully gasped and placed his hand in front of his mouth, and then he slapped Niall back and then it just turned into play fighting as they fell off the sofa and onto the floor.

Everyone was laughing and cheering them on, when it happened... a huge pain struck in my stomach area. I have never been very good with pain, and the boys knew this. I screamed as loud as I could while grabbing Zayns hand and squeezing it, I could see it hurt him but neither me or him cared right now.

“Babe it’s going to be ok!” he was smiling but I could tell he was panicking just as much as me and this is where Harry steps in. He took my other hand while ordering Louis to go call the ambulance and Liam and Niall to get blankets water and anything else they thought a woman in labour might need. He told me to breathe and calm down.

All I could think was, ‘this is it, I’m in labour and I am going to see my baby!’

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